A Picture of Freedom
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A Picture of Freedom
Where have all the flowers gone? -The diary of Molly Mackenzie Flaherty, Boston, Massachusetts, 1968
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READING TIMEEnglish
LANGUAGEFirst sentence
The spring blooms are comin' and the sky is a sure blue...
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Day or two later Freedom is one of the first words I teached myself to write. Down in the Quarters people pray for freedom - they sing 'bout freedom, but to keep Mas' Henley from knowin' their true feelings, they call freedom "heaven." Everybody's mind is on freedom. But it is a word that aine never showed me no picture. While fannin' this afternoon, my eyes fell on "freedom" in a book William was readin'. No wonder I don't see nothin'. I been spellin' it F-R-E-D-U-M. I put the right letters in my head to make sure I remembered their place. F-R-E-E-D-O-M. I just now wrote it. Still no picture...
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